Chapter 488 "Slaughtering the Fat Sheep"
To be honest, the relationship between the Hungarian high-level officials and the Rothschild family is good, but the Hungarians don’t know this, let alone the sentries who set up checkpoints at random on the border.
Anselm’s bodyguard, Boris Vincent, thought that he could scare the other party by bringing up the name of the Rothschild family.
As a result, these sentries were all Great Hungarianists brainwashed by Kossuth. Not to mention Jewish financiers, even if the Austrian emperor was here, they would peel off a layer of skin.
"Bah! You dare to order me, a Jewish running dog?" The Hungarian sentry was furious after listening to Boris's introduction.
"I won't talk to you, call your superior out. Can't I deal with you?" Boris Vincent's domineering look even makes people suspect that he is Anselm Rothschild.
This is actually normal, a seventh-rank official in front of the prime minister, not to mention the bodyguard of the son of "His Majesty the King".
In fact, this Boris Vincent was very experienced and immediately grasped the opponent's pulse, because this checkpoint was set up privately. If this matter is really investigated, these sentinels will be in trouble.
But he overlooked a problem, that is, this is not a city, but a wilderness. Even if there are pedestrians on the road, no one dares to interfere in the affairs of the army.
The sentinel leader on the side put down half a sweet potato in his hand, picked up a stick and walked towards Boris Vincent.
"Who are you going to punish?" The sentinel leader said in a ruffian manner, and at the same time picked up the stick in his hand and stabbed the bodyguard in the stomach. This time he did not hold back, and if he hit it, at least a few ribs would be broken.
How could someone who might be appreciated by the Rothschild family be a waste? Boris let go and grabbed, and subdued the ruffian sentinel leader with a backhand twist.
But before he had time to be proud, he was hit on the back of his head with a stick and blood flowed immediately.
Borris staggered forward a few steps, then turned around and punched the sentry who attacked him in the face. The latter flew backwards, and when he struggled to get up, he was stepped on the chest by the former.
Borris took out a pistol from his body and pointed it at the sentry under his feet.
"Get out of here, or I'll kill you now!"
Then a gunshot was heard, and a bright red appeared on the white village shirt under Borris's vest.
The three sentries stabbed the corpse dozens of times, and the coachman and Anselm next to them were shocked. Killing was not unfamiliar to them, but seeing the tragic death of someone they knew with their own eyes still made them feel nauseous.
The three sentries were just seeking money, and they killed people because they were desperate. Although they could kill everyone in the car and take away the property, they could get away with it.
But they were afraid of having a guilty conscience, so they arrested Anselm and the coachman and sent them to the gendarmerie, charging them with smuggling goods and armed assault.
After returning, the three were not punished, but were rewarded. After all, no "fat sheep" had been surrendered since the law was implemented.
When Anselm saw his bodyguard being killed, he naturally thought that the matter was not that simple, but his ability to adapt to circumstances was really not very good.
In the end, he was sent to prison like a piece of wood, and the driver was beaten half to death because he lied that he was a Magyar.
If the matter had ended here, it would not have caused any big problems. As long as Anselm was returned and some people who should be dealt with were dealt with, the matter would have ended here.
But by chance, Anselm ran into a Great Magyar, who was not afraid of the reputation of the Rothschild family.
On the contrary, he thought it was a good opportunity - a good opportunity to show the world the strength of the Great Magyars.
So Anselm was tied to a cross and stuck in the center of the road, with a sign hanging around his neck that read - "You must pay taxes according to the law when you pass the card. My name is Anselm Rothschild, I am a Jew, a running dog of the Austrians."
(Anselm Rothschild was a Jew, but he was an Austrian noble.)
The news soon spread to Buda and Pest. Although the Hungarian high-level officials wanted to send Anselm back, they were opposed by the Great Magyarists.
Because the latter felt that the local officials did the right thing, anyone who violated the law in Hungary should be dealt with in the Hungarian way, whether Austrians or Jews should be no exception.
The former was forced to order rewards for the sentinels and officials who arrested Anselm, which greatly stimulated the Great Magyarists.
A group of writers and historians under Kossuth told the old story again. The Magyars were descendants of the Huns. Among the Huns, only slaves were engaged in production. Real warriors should rob and force.
So many ordinary people were infected by this emotion and joined the army of "slaughtering fat sheep".
Only the three rewarded sentinels suddenly disappeared. This was not an assassination or conspiracy, but these people felt the danger.
Matthew and Dan were originally serfs of a certain landlord. When the "horse bandits" broke out in Hungary, the landlord "unfortunately" died.
Matthew, Dan and other serfs rushed into the landlord's house and burned all the paper items such as contracts and documents they could find.
But in the end they still became serfs of others, and the new landlord was even more vicious. The two of them couldn't stand it and sneaked out to join the temporary Magyar People's Army.
The two never expected that the man they "randomly" arrested would cause such an uproar.
When Solomon Rothschild learned about this, his lungs almost exploded. He was angry not because of the Hungarians' audacity, but because of his eldest son's stupidity and arrogance.
He knew that the land checkpoints from Hungary to Austria were many and difficult to pass, and it was not safe, but he insisted on going, and he only brought one bodyguard.
That Boris was also a fool, and he deserved to lose his life in Hungary.
However, this matter was a good thing for Solomon, after all, both Austria and Hungary were trying to win him over.
Anselm also went there to discuss business this time. Hungary wanted to develop its own industry, but it had no technology and no money, and the Rothschild family just had both.
And Solomon was repeatedly frustrated on the Austrian side, so he planned to "turn to another wise master." So the two sides got in touch with the help of brokers.
From Anselm's experience, he knew that the negotiations must have broken down.
But in Solomon's opinion, it was not bad to exchange a useless life for a letter of surrender to reconcile with Austria.
Solomon found Metternich as an old friend, and the former's tiredness and old age shocked the latter.
But the European chancellor is the European chancellor after all. He has seen too many people and things, too many conspiracies and tricks. How could he be fooled by a mere self-torture?
"Prime Minister, Anselm was captured by the Magyars and they insulted him. In order for my family to no longer suffer such humiliation in the future, I am willing to serve the empire."
Solomon said sincerely, but Metternich knew that this was a business negotiation. The latter did not like the former, but Austria did need money at this time.
"Don't worry, old friend. Anselm will be fine. We are doing our best to solve this matter. In addition, the royal family is preparing to open a batch of new factories in Bohemia. I wonder if you are interested?"